I Love My Brother and I’m Not Ashamed

This time there’s no funny meme, no cute picture; just me.

They say that you can’t pick your family, so I must’ve just gotten lucky. In particular I am referring to my brother Allen. No matter what was going on as we were growing up, no matter who else was involved, we were always together.

As I have gotten older I see more clearly some of the sacrifices he made for me while we were growing up. Through it all he has always been there when I needed him. I can’t imagine a day without him.

As for me, there were times I was jealous, at times resentful; but in my defense I was a spoiled, self-centered brat. He loves me anyway and I hope he knows how much I love him too.

That’s about all I want to say for now. There are some of you who may think I’ve shared too much – well, this is my page and you didn’t have to read it! I love my brother and I’m not ashamed of that fact! Deal with it.

It’s not going to work . . .

I’m from a generation that remembers and KNOWS that socialism and communism are wrong. But today’s generations, having never experienced either, think that they are GREAT concepts!

I guess next they are going to want to bring back polio, diphtheria, and small pox – as long as it’s presented as a means to strengthen the health of the population. Just don’t admit that it will kill off MOST of the people. Just focus that the SURVIVORS will be healthier.

Actually those would be preferred to communism/socialism.